Louis Armstrong
Gully Low Blues
Now mama, mama, mama
Why do you treat me so
Oh mama, mama, mama
Why do you treat me so
I know why you treat me so bad
You treat me mean, baby, just because I’m gully low
Now mama, if you listen baby
I’ll tell you something you don’t know, you don’t know
If you just listen to me honey
I’ll tell you something you don’t know
If you just give me a break and take me back
I won’t be gully no more, gully no more